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He built an empire to prove he wasn't his father's son. She was hired to organize his calendar - not unravel everything he's spent his life burying.
Adhyaksa Jagannatha runs Kersane like he runs everything else: composed, controlled, untouchable. Then Kinara Aegis Amalthea walks in and starts noticing the things nobody else does - the collar he loosens before he breaks, the silences that mean more than his words, the father he refuses to name.
She doesn't know yet that her past and his are already tangled together. He doesn't know how much it will cost them both when she finds out.
A slow-burn story about ambition, inherited trauma, and the people who see us before we're ready to be seen.